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Depuis le temps que c'est promisnous irons tous au paradis-c'est un appel sourd une promesseaveuglante qui noie la conscience;ce paradis me p
èse, son poidsincommensurable abruti;ancr
ée dans des strates profondes,une pulsion des plus ali
énantes;telle une fausse lib
ération,un état de pure d
épendance;le paradis est derri
ère moidans le ventre de ma maman-unchallenged myths, they lie heavy,l'imaginaire is our worse enemy,the paradise, what an idea !a guardian still on duty.
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Before the promised timeswe were always in paradiseit's a name given to one promise(.....)who kills consciencethe paradise I think of, its weightincomprehensibly abrupt(....) in these profound layers(....) a false liberationa state of pure dependencethe paradise is behind mein the center of my mother-unchallenged myths, they lie heavy,l'imaginaire is our worse enemy,the paradise, what an idea !a guardian still on duty.
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